"I see. Yan Chu replied slowly.

Gongsun Yi sneered: "Boy, don't you know how to pretend to understand, if you don't see the reason, but you say that you see it, it is insulting, don't blame the old man, I kicked you out!"

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, there is no need for younger generations to pretend not to understand. ”

Yan Chu pointed to the painting and said: "The old man's painting is more realistic style, the painting is green mountains and green waters, fertile land farming, it should be a painting with a great sense of life, but because there is one thing missing, this painting is lifeless." ”

When Qianji Yuge heard this, he hurriedly re-examined Gongsun Yi's painting, but he didn't expect it to be like what Yan Chu said.

Gongsun Yi paints life, but there is too much fairy spirit, not a trace of cheesiness, but feels a little awkward.

Gongsun Yi was silent for a few seconds before slowly nodding and saying, "Your luck is not bad, let you say it right." ”

It was not so easy to convince this proud old man.

"Master Yan, then tell me, what should be added to this painting?" asked Qianji Yuge.

Yan Chu pointed to the house in the painting and said with a smile: "It's very simple - cooking smoke." ”

"Smoke?"

Qianji Yuge was still stunned, but Gongsun Yi's eyes lit up.

He quickly picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and added a few strokes to the painting.

I saw that above the house in the painting, curling smoke rose, although the surrounding green mountains and green waters are beautiful like a fairyland, but because of these wisps of smoke, the whole painting is harmonious, Gongsun Yi painted not a fairyland, but a paradise with a very pyrotechnic atmosphere.

"Really...... It's a lot more harmonious!" Qianji Yuge said in surprise.

She couldn't help but look at Yan Chu twice, but she didn't expect that this opening was an unreliable head of flirting, and she really knew how to paint.

Gongsun Yi also looked up to Yan Chu a little.

But he still didn't have a good face for Yan Chu: "Do you really know how to paint?"

"A little. Yan Chu showed a look of modesty.

"If you know how to paint, you must first know how to comment on paintings," Gongsun Yi said, "You can comment on it, how is my painting?"

Qianji Yuge's face eased a lot, and Gongsun Yi could let Yan Chu comment on the painting, indicating that this uncle had agreed with Yan Chu at least half.

Otherwise, if anyone comes randomly, they dare to criticize Gongsun Yi's paintings, and Gongsun Yi will be strange if he doesn't cut him.

Next, as long as Yan Chu can praise Gongsun Yi for a few words, the rest of the matter will be easy to handle.

However, Yan Chu said decisively: "Garbage. ”

"What did you say!?"

Gongsun Yi's eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and the beard on his chin was even more upturned, and he couldn't wait to immediately roll up his sleeves and fight with Yan Chu.

Qianji Yuge was also very anxious, and hurriedly glanced at Yan Chu.

Only Li Fugui behind Yan Chu seemed very calm.

According to his understanding of Master Yan, Yan Chu's so-called "understanding a little bit" means "I'm super awesome".

Therefore, Li Fugui was completely at ease with Yan Chu, and he was not worried that Yan Chu would overturn at all.

"Stinky boy, do you say it again?" Gongsun Yi said angrily.

Yan Chu cleared his throat and said seriously: "Trash, that's it...... Ugly, ugly, gluttonous, I want to vomit when I see it, and I want to step on my feet when it's over......"

Gongsun Yi retreated step by step, couldn't help but cover his heart, and his face turned green with anger.

"Yan Chu, shut up!"

Qianji Yuge's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Gongsun Yi.

Gongsun Yi covered his heart, pointed at Yan Chu's hand and trembled gently: "Stinky boy, old man, I have lived for thousands of years, and I have never been so humiliated, are you sincere in looking for death?!"

Yan Chu spread his hands innocently: "It was the old man who asked me to evaluate the painting, do you have to say good things to evaluate the painting, if the old man hears all the good words, how can he improve?"

"Let you praise the painting, not let you humiliate me!"

"But your old drawings are rubbish. ”

“...... I'm !! angry."

Gongsun Yi was obviously in good health on weekdays, but at this time, he was almost angry with Yan Chu and had a heart attack.

If he hadn't been unwilling to leave like this, he was afraid that he would kick his legs just now and drive the crane west.

"Grandpa Gongsun, don't be angry!" Qianji Yuge said to Yan Chu while mentioning Gongsun Yi's anger: "Yan Chu, can't you talk well?"

Qianji Yuge was in such a hurry that he didn't even call Yan Chu the head of Yan, but directly called his real name.

Yan Chu sighed and said helplessly:

"But in my eyes, the old man's painting is just not good. ”

"You can do it!" Gongsun Yi said angrily, "If your kid draws better than me, I will call you grandpa, old man!"

Qianji Yuge hurriedly stopped: "Grandpa Gongsun, this must not be!"

"Do you think I'm going to lose?" Gongsun Yi was even more angry, "If I lose to this kid, what can I do if I call him grandpa?!"

Qianji Yuge was helpless for a while.

She knew that Yan Chu was not an idle person, and it was impossible for her to stimulate Gongsun Yi for no reason.

Could it be that Yan Chu is really a master painter?

What about Gongsun Yi?

When you are old, you still have to call someone else's grandfather, isn't your old face lost?

"Yuge, don't say it!"

Gongsun Yi directly stuffed the pen in his hand into Yan Chu's hand: "The pen is for you, you can draw!"

Yan Chu took the pen and tried to make a gesture.

He had never learned calligraphy in his previous life, and he couldn't use this kind of pen at all.

Seeing Yan Chu's unfamiliar appearance, Gongsun Yi couldn't help but mock: "Ignorant child, I'm afraid I haven't even held a pen, and I don't know a few big characters!"

"Don't worry, old man. ”

Yan Chu smiled slightly and laid the paper on the table again.

He picked up his pen and thought for a moment.

If you want to think that he has been in China for 5,000 years, there are so many famous artists, as long as you pick one or two famous works at random, use the ability to paint, and copy them directly on the drawing paper.

Killing Gongsun Yi in seconds, isn't it easy?

As soon as he thought that he would have to have a grandson who was more than a thousand years old in a while, Yan Chu felt energetic.

"Stinky boy, don't you hurry up and put down the pen, you don't know how to draw, right?" Gongsun Yi urged.

"Don't worry, old man, I'll draw it. ”

Yan Chu was confident and silently put pen to paper.

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